This is a song about "Sex lady"

You gotta help me out

Malcolm sex, there is no doubt

I want a woman not a lady

Girl i know you like that, you crazy

I call heads, but i get sex/

Sweet, okay makes sense

I'm on deck i'm up next

It wasn't about the sex

Regret the days i mistreated that lady

But if you took a second mr. mirror, you would see

A coward dies a thousand deaths

We fight then we have make up sex

All the girls wanna have sex

Convertibles with turbo jets

Malcolm sex, the next eminem

Shit, we don't believe none of them